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I
flush
.
I
haven
’
t
told
her
about
his
private
plane
.
“
What
?
”
she
snaps
.
“
He
has
his
own
plane
,
”
I
mumble
,
embarrassed
,
“
and
it
’
s
only
two
and
a
half
thousand
miles
,
Mom
.
”
Why
am
I
embarrassed
?
Her
eyebrows
shoot
up
.
“
Wow
,
”
she
mutters
.
“
Ana
,
there
’
s
something
going
on
between
you
two
.
I
’
ve
been
trying
to
fathom
it
since
you
arrived
here
.
But
the
only
way
you
are
going
to
sort
the
problem
,
whatever
it
is
,
is
to
talk
it
through
with
him
.
You
can
do
all
the
thinking
you
like
—
but
until
you
actually
talk
,
you
’
re
not
going
to
get
anywhere
.
”
I
frown
at
my
mother
.
“
Ana
,
honey
,
you
’
ve
always
had
a
tendency
to
overanalyze
everything
.
Go
with
your
gut
.
What
does
that
tell
you
,
sweetheart
?
”
I
stare
at
my
fingers
.
“
I
think
I
’
m
in
love
with
him
,
”
I
mutter
.
